Tell Your Friends (Part One) Songtext
von Mary Prankster

I know exactly what I ain′t
I put it here in this complaint
You think my childhood passion
Just needs a pan to flash in
Cash in, you sinner — I got patience like a saint

It shouldn't get me but it does
I only bring it up because
I know the way you pander
To any second-hander
Some slander how I′m not the lock you thought I was


Heard what you say about me
You're better off without me
Heard I was beggin' you to stay

Don′t have to do this, do we?
Each word gets right back to me
This town′s too small for you to say
(And since you'll say it anyway)

You can tell your friends that I changed

Heard what you said about me
You′re better off without me
Heard I was beggin' you to stay

So we′re above this, are we?
Why won't you say you′re sorry?
I get more sorry every day

You can tell your friends that I changed